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MG FF: Destined to Love
Prologue
Prologue
"Mom! Where are you? I need you. I am not able to handle this responsibility. I need your hand over my head. Please come back. Please!!!" saying so he broke down . He dropped on his knees over the sand.
"Please support me!! I can't stand this anymore,. Failure at every step. Insult at every stage!!" He cried covering his face with his hands. His locket dropped from his neck. He felt a certain kind warmth enveloping him. He removed his hands from his face. He saw his locket falling on the ground. He picked it up. He opened it. He remembered his mother's last words:
"Beta!! Never let anything weaken you. Try to keep up your father's pride. Never let his name down. If you feel down anytime just open this locket. Close your eyes. Remember me. I am always with you. In your heart. And when you find your soulmate give this locket to her as your father gave it to me." She smiled with tearful eyes. " And do show her this not so beautiul mom of yours" She winked at him though she was in pain. "No Mom Please don't!!" He cried. "Beta I have to!! Take care of yourself and your father too! I am going ! Be happy always" saying so she closed her eyes as her hands dropped down from his. "MOM Nooo!!!!!" He wailed. He was immediately pulled away by the nearby people.
He opened his eyes as tears spilled from his eyes. He closed his eyes while dropping his head backwards and placing the locket over his chest near his heart.
"Mom!!!!" He cried spreading his hands on either side. He again felt the familiar warmth. He opened his eyes looking at the sky.A star was falling down. He was curious about the sign.
" Is this the sign I waited for, from my Mom?" He questioned himself.
Still he was at his previous state. His father had left India after his mother's death trying to cope up with the loss. Since then he hasn't heard anything about him. His Daadi tried to manage him as well as Khurana Constructions expenses. At the tender age of 13 he lost his mother. Since then he has been struggling. Sometimes for food and sometimes for money. Now he is almost going to be 19. Everything has changed but not the struggle. He couldn't manage the expenses of his Daadi's medicines. Their living together cost too much. She had to join an orphanage and live there while selling off their ancestral house. Till now he had tried almost five business ventures but still failed. After selling off their ancestral house he is living in a flat rented to him by his friend. He is trying to manage two jobs. One at a hotel as a waiter and second trying to be MD of Khurana Constructions since KC is at the verge of shutting down.
Remembering his past, his shoulders dropped down with defeat as he kept on roaming on the beach looking at the night sky. He suddenly stumbled upon something. Due to the dim light of the street lights he could just see the colour of the sari. Red. It's a girl err woman. He bent to have a closer look at her.
"Whoa! She has an angelic face" He murmured to himself in a trance. He leaned over her face as if trying to carve her face permanently in his mind.
"Beautiful!" He whispered. He was almost about to kiss her on her lips and was inches away from her lips when a car horn broke his thoughts.
He abruptly came back to his senses.
"Gosh!! What was I about to do?" He said all frustrated as he turned away and started walking away from the woman.
He stopped in his tracks when he heard her payal sound. She was struggling to move but couldn't. He re-thought his decision.
"What is she doing here all alone in this state?" A question popped up in his mind.
"Why should I care?" He spoke back with his rationalitry.
He continued walking but again stopped.
"What if anything happens to her?" His heart spoke.
"Why should I care?" His mind spoke again.
"What if she is hurt?" His heart said.
"What if she hurts me or is involved in criminal case?" His logical mind spoke back.
"Do you really think she can hurt you?" His heart questioned his mind as he turned back towards. With her one look every rationality of his mind flew away,
He walked towards and practically running thinking she might be hurt.
He bent down checking whether she is alive or not. She seemed too fresh.
"Phew! Alive" He sighed.
"Hmmm! Still unconscious!!"
He bent further placing his ear near her heart. She seemed breathing faster than normal when he neared her. He felt her heart beating errtically in a crazy speed.
"Woohoo!! Crazy heart and Insane girl. Her heart is doing somersaults" He said surprised as he felt heat flushing through his cheeks.
"She isn't crazy! I have gone mad!!" He said to himself smiling while holding his locket.
He tried to pick her up by putting her arm around his but she fell back. He immediately held her by her waist. Their first physical contact on her bare waist felt as an electrical spark passing through his spine.
"Uffo!! How am I to carry her now?" He said to him still staring idiotically at her face.
"Arey budhu godhi main utha le!!" Someone spoke from his back. He turned and saw a drunkard staring wierdly at them.
He was intimidated and immediately picked her up in his arms. She cuddled up in his arms resting her head near his head. He felt as if his heart would explode with her close proximity.
He started walking towards his car which was rented to him by his friend still staring at her angelic face.
He felt as if she was blushing as a bright red hue crept up her cheeks.
He smiled.
PRECAP
"Err I am Maan. Maan Singh Khurana. MD of Khurana Constructions"
"I am Geet Handa. 1st year student Interior Designing."
Both shook hands with each other.
Both fumbled trying to formulate words. "Woh.." "Main'" "I mean'" " Kal'"
"I am sorry!!" Both spoke at the same time.
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